The night in the north is different from the night in the south.

In the summer days in the south, the feeling during the day and at night is similar, and it is hot.

In the north, no matter how hot the day is, a hint of coolness will appear in the air after the sun sets.

If there is a hint of evening breeze that blows again, it will be more comfortable...

Even the sound of leaves on the treetops is particularly pleasant.

If there is another beauty who gently supports each other and snuggles up to each other, accompanied by the night wind, a faint fragrance that soaks people's hearts and touches the itchyness in her heart, making people feel a little intoxicated...

Of course, if there is no trace of skin-wrinkle and pain below, life will be even more perfect.

"San Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiren finally discovered Jia Huan's legs were strange when walking.

He actually left the outer eight!

Jia Huan laughed dryly and explained: "I saw the steps taken by those high-ranking officials recently, and they seemed to be quite majestic. Third Master, I think if I take the steps, I will be more majestic, so I practice..."

Yuanyang, who was holding a glass wind lamp in one hand and holding Jia Huan in the other hand, burst into laughter when he heard this.

Under the night of the miso, the light emitted from the glass wind lamp enveloped her. There was always a hint of shame on her pretty face, her big eyes flashed, and she didn't dare to look directly at Jia Huan. The slightly raised corners of her lips were particularly cute and seductive...

As if he was afraid of Jia Huan's gradually scorching eyes, Yuanyang lowered his head gently and said softly: "The third master's steps were already very majestic, so there is no need to learn from them! They are like ducks..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan looked at Yuanyang seriously and said solemnly: "Miss Yuanyang, please don't insult the profession of duck. This is a job I dreamed of but could not get.

Just because of the stinky shrimps and rotten cabbage in the court, do you want to be ducks?”

Yuanyang's shoulders were shaking and shaking, as if his legs were not standing steadily, so he leaned gently on Jia Huan.

He seemed to hesitate again before quietly leaning Zhen's head on his shoulder.

very nice……

Jia Huan sighed softly, Yuanyang's body stiffened. Just as he wanted to get up, his head was pressed and moved by an hateful big hand.

Then he heard Jia Huan say, "Sister Yuanyang, do you know why I look so haggard in the third master?"

The mandarin duck's pretty face had already turned red, and his voice was like a fly: "I don't know."

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Do you know why my hair turns white by the Third Master?"

While enduring a hand gently rubbing her face, Yuanyang said in panic: "It's... it's because the third master was injured and he has to take care of his body for a year."

Jia Huan accused him seriously: "It's not comprehensive, and there are still some taboos that have not been fully stated."

Yuanyang felt regretful because she felt her neck was almost sore, but the hand was still pressing on her head.

Hearing Jia Huan's words again, she felt even more ashamed, but for some reason, she seemed unable to resist Jia Huan's words, and replied in a trembling voice: "Third Master wants to... ban the house... . This year."

After saying these "waves", the mandarin duck's tears were almost shedding.

Jia Huan smiled and finally took away the smelly hand pressed on Yuanyang's head.

He also patted his pretty face and signaled him to get up.

After Yuanyang stood up straight and looked at him with resentful eyes, Jia Huan pointed at his face and shook his eyes and said with a smile: "The reason why my complexion is so bad is that last night, Snake Girl used a peerless secret technique to heal my secret wounds, shortening the time you have been waiting for in half!

Sister Yuanyang, it’s only half a year!

Wash it, wait for me..."

When Yuanyang heard this, her face turned red into red silk. Her body shook a few times, as if she was drunk, and then she turned around and ran away...

Although every girl is in love with her, she has thought about some shameful things.

However, what they hope is spring breeze and rain, not...

Wash it, wait for me...

Niang Xipi! This is a storm and tsunami!

"call!"

Seeing the drunken mandarin ducks running away in the desert, Jia Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

I sighed in my heart: Being a good man is really hard...

I also have to take care of a woman's self-esteem. I can't tell her bluntly, stay away from me, otherwise it will touch the wounds of my memories, which will make me feel very painful...

If you say this, Yuanyang will probably think more.

Of course, Jia Huan was also hard to say.

So, he can only fight against poison with poison!

Although he also knew that doing this was a bit too much, if he didn't...

It really hurts, it is the most vulnerable place for men.

Even though he practiced the "White Lotus Golden Body Sutra", the best in body refining, he may not have reached that part.

Fortunately, Yuanyang was thin-skinned and was moved by him...

Hahaha!

Standing on Qinfang Pavilion, Jia Huan smiled proudly.

Let’s see who will say that I’m not educated!

"Huaner..."

Just when he was extremely proud, suddenly, a delicate and crisp sound came from the east.

Jia Huan's body stiffened, slowly turned his head to look, and saw a bright green figure walking from the bamboo bridge.

Under the moonlight, in the light, under the pair of beautiful eyes as clear as a distant mountain, they looked at him with a smile on their faces.

Near, closer...

A fresh fragrance surged, Jia Huan seemed to be moved and almost cried. He choked and said, "Sister Lin, what a coincidence..."

Lin Daiyu walked over with a smile, looked at Jia Huan's moving expression, and smiled angrily: "It's a big deal!"

Just because there was no one around, Lin Daiyu suddenly smiled and stepped forward to hold Jia Huan's arm...

"oh……"

Lin Daiyu heard the "wave" cry, and her pretty face immediately turned red and she said angrily: "I'm going to die!"

Jia Huan really couldn't do it. He could coax Yuanyang away, but he couldn't coax Lin Daiyu away.

In terms of mind, none of the ten mandarin ducks combined are sensitive to Lin Daiyu.

Jia Huan could only quietly agree and confess to Lin Daiyu: "Sister Lin, I... my dick is injured! It hurts so much..."

"Die?"

Lin Daiyu frowned and looked at Jia Huan in confusion.

Jia Huan pointed at the direction with his hand...

"Ah! Bah!"

Lin Daiyu shook her body, letting go of Jia Huan, her face turned red, and water seemed to drip from her beautiful eyes. She looked at Jia Huan angrily and said annoyedly: "Huan'er, you are trying to die!"

She thought Jia Huan was playing tricks on her.

Because Jia Huan had a headache before and asked her to blow and kiss her, it would not hurt...

But can you blow your head and kiss it, can you?

In a bad temper, Lin Daiyu looked extremely seductive. If she had been put as usual, hehehe...

But now, Jia Huan was almost crying and begged, "Sister Lin, don't be so beautiful, it hurts really, and his skin is broken..."

Finally, Lin Daiyu, who is kind and kind, discovered that Jia Huan was so funny that he really didn't say anything bad.

It seems that something really happened to him.

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Huan nervously and said caringly: "Huan'er, are you... okay?"

Jia Huan shook his head bitterly and said, "It's okay, as long as you don't get close to the beauty and don't lift it up, it won't hurt too much..."

Lin Daiyu's face was strangely tight. If Xue Baochai was here at this moment, she would probably have been unable to stand even after hearing such words.

But Lin Daiyu is different. She is the one who dares to read banned books and her ability to accept this aspect is different from that of ordinary women in boudoirs.

She pursed her lips, her eyes becoming more and more lively, and looked at Jia Huan and said, "Is there anything else that hurts?"

Jia Huan was almost crying: "Sister Lin, do you think I'm going to have any serious problems? If you really have to have a good or bad luck, how should you live in the future!"

"Pooh!"

Lin Daiyu blushed with a pretty face, and she spat hard with her voice. Suddenly the style of painting changed, her eyes were flowing, and she looked at Jia Huan with charming eyes, calling out in a coquettish voice: "Brother Huan..."

"oh……"

"Chichi..."

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To be continued...